This is a song about "Sam gray"

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

Wack is what the haters say, this area with shades of gray,

Pay me taxes, like uncle sam/

Just take control if you can

Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya

Our nation have to bow, africa

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

I don't let that stress me out, i don't need my hairs turning gray.

Or i'll challenge myself: i manage to give you brain damage and put you in a gray package

When i lyrically diss you with my vocal cords, you say no, no, restart that flow is too much

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

No matter of the gray, the clouds, or the stormy weather